About Us

In the final part of this four-episode journey — from word, to story, to philosopher, and finally us — we reflect on what it truly means to be human. Through the story of an ordinary person with extraordinary kindness, this episode reminds us that hope still lives within us. It’s a tribute to quiet humanity — to those who give, care, and believe that the world can heal through simple acts of goodness.

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Welcome back to Philosophy of Life Podcast. Over the past few episodes, we have explored four stages of understanding. First the words, the language we use, and the word shape the world around us. Second was stories, the tales the past, from our parents, our books, our society and the stories that from our shared memory gathered. Third was the philosopher, those who gave us reaction, who build the road to connect thought and meaning. And now we came to the final part us. Today episode is about what we learned and what we choose to become. It is time to act on, to live according to meaning we discovered, to protect not just the life, but the meaning of a life. We as a human stand between the past and the future, aware, conscious and responsible. Unlike the other creature on the earth, we carry the burden and the beauty of understanding. And that understanding comes with duty to nature, to protect and to create a world worthy of our awareness. So today let's talk about us, what truly means to be human, and how to live with the knowledge we gathered. We human are strange creatures. We know what is right and yet we hesitate to do it. We see suffering and yet we look away. We understand love but we often forget to show it. Every other living being acts from nature. We, however, act as the knowledge of our nature, and the knowledge alone is not a wisdom. The single difference awareness define us. To know something is easy, but to leave it is a challenge. To be human to stand between instant and reason, to be aware of our choices before we make it. But awareness both a gift and a burden. We see the beauty in life, but the fragile of it too. We can image something is not even exist and destroy what already does. We love deeply and yet we feel losing what we love. Through words we learn to think. Through stories we learn to feel. Through philosopher we learn to reason. Now through ourself we must learn to live. To be human is to live within opposition, light and darkness, reason and emotion, creation and destruction. This is why being human required understanding our self, because the battle is not between good and evil outside of us, but within us. A wolf follows its hunger. A tree is bent towards a sun, but the human, a human must choose which hunger to feed and which lie to follow. Our consciousness is not only to be able to think, it is constant invitation to reflect, to ask why we do what we do. Every generation inherit both wisdom and wound. And the question is what we do we pass on. Humanity begin not in technology or in the cities, but in the quiet space of a mind that asks Am I living with meaning or merely existing? Humanity is not defined but how much we know, but how much we care for what we know. We are the bridge between seen and unseen, between the animal and the divine. Our choices shape not only the world outside, but the soul inside each of us. To act as a human is not to remember that our strange lies in domination, but in compassion, not in survivor alone, but in coexistence. That meaning of life perhaps is not hidden in some distance mystery. It is here. It is the way we choose to live today. That is the true beginning of wisdom. To see ourselves not as a master of the world, but as a part of its fragile harmony. Sometimes the most profound example of what it means to be human don't come from saint or philosopher, but from ordinary people, people who live among us quietly shape the world in a way we don't notice it until they are gone. You know our parents who sacrifice for their children, our brothers or sisters who give everything to protect younger ones, who fight for freedom and to fight for to protect everyone's rights. I know one of these people. Maybe I know more than one. But at least I can talk about here about one particular. He wasn't rich, he wasn't famous, he never stood at a stage, he never gave a speech, never tried to impress anyone, and yet somehow everybody noticed. He has this quiet magnetism, not from beauty, though he was handsome, not from confidence, though he was sure of himself, but from something much deeper. He had what most of us forgot to have presence. When he talked to you, he listened. He made you feel like for a moment you were the only person that mattered. He read endlessly, philosophy, history, even poetry, but he never showed off this knowledge. He shattered like someone offering bread at a table, but not to feed his ego, but to nourish the other. In the class, his grade was among the highest. On the basketball court he led the team, not by shouting, by passing the balls, by helping others score. He had the habit small, almost invisible, but I gave away his allowance to those of us who had less. Not because he has much, he hadn't, but because he believed that joy grows when you share it. I once asked him why do you always give away your money? He smiled and said because one day I may need your help. And if I do, I hope someone will remember how it felt. That was him, always thinking of others, always planting hope like a seed, believing this would be bloomed somewhere someday. That was nothing extraordinary about his life, and yet everything about him was extraordinary. In a time when most of the people chase attention, he offered kindness. In the world where many compete, he cooperate. He was proof that goodness doesn't need audience. He often helped everyone who asked for help. Angels are sent by God among us to show what goodness could do. They came as human to show us what God given beauty, what that can do and what hope can do does not need money and yet all the money in the world cannot create any hope. Just can't. But he could do it because it was his nature and he only need an smile, just like it was the most nature things for him to do. Small act, the simple moment, it was thinks humanity truly is. Because hope does not always come from speech or revolution. It comes from a jester, from people who choose to care when no one is watching. When I think about him now, I realize that people like him are the quiet architect of the world. They build peace without plan, they build hope without knowing it. And maybe that is what is mean to be fully human. Not to be perfect, but to remind others that goodness still is possible. He made you believe that if he could be kind, you could be too. If he could forgive, maybe all of us can do it. That belief, that moment is what give life its meaning. His name was Ali, and though he was just one person, he carried enough light to make you believe in humanity again. Welcome back to Philosophy of Life Podcast. Over the past few episodes, we have explored four stages of understanding. First the words, the language we use, and the word shape the world around us. Second was stories that tells the past from our parents, our books, our society and the stories that from our shared memory gathered. Third was the philosopher, those who gave us reaction, who build the road to connect thought and meaning. And now we came to the final part us. Today episode is about what we learned and what we choose to become. It is time to act on, to live according to meaning we discovered, to protect not just the life, but the meaning of a life. We as a human stand between the past and the future, aware, conscious and responsible. Unlike the other creature on the earth, we carry the burden and the beauty of understanding. And that understanding comes with duty to nature, to protect and to create a world worthy of our awareness. So today let's talk about us, what truly means to be human, and how to live with the knowledge we gathered.